If I Were Reborn, I Wouldn’t Marry You - Chapter 79

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Chapter 79

James’s examination revealed that Izolb had mild pneumonia.

After receiving proper treatment, Izolb’s condition improved dramatically overnight.

His fever dropped to nearly normal levels, and they said he would recover completely after taking the prescribed medicine for just a few more days.

And a few hours later, just as it had happened in the first round, a landslide occurred.

If the Windermere family had departed as planned right after the rain stopped, they would have been caught in the landslide.

Lady Windermere, thinking all this good fortune was thanks to us, sent carefully prepared gifts and formally expressed her gratitude once again.

“Thank you for sending the physician. Thanks to you, Izolb recovered.”

She sent Caspian.

It seemed like a thoughtful choice, considering we were just children who had come without guardians.

“It was only natural.”

I said as I received the large gift basket from Caspian, who was dressed in obviously carefully chosen clothes with his hair neatly arranged, looking every bit the young master.

“Here, let me take that. It’s heavy.”

Leonhardt, who had been standing a step behind, naturally extended his hand.

I readily handed the gift basket over to Leonhardt.

‘It’s probably about twice the size of the rabbit bag now.’

Caspian, who had been watching us with disapproving eyes, muttered as if talking to himself.

“I didn’t think so before, but Miela must be a really scary older sister.”

Leonhardt’s gentlemanly manners seemed to look like a younger brother who had been thoroughly disciplined by his sister to Caspian, who was the sixth child among five sons and two daughters.

That’s not it though.

I turned to look at Leonhardt and asked playfully.

“Am I scary?”

Leonhardt chuckled and replied.

“Not at all… You’re cute.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Don’t you think your sister is cute?”

When both Caspian and I simultaneously cringed and shuddered, Leonhardt’s smile deepened.

“I’m just calling something cute when it’s cute.”

Seeing Leonhardt add another comment, I couldn’t help but be amazed.

“You’ve really become shameless.”

And at the same time, I reflected.

‘I should tease him in moderation from now on… The kid’s been influenced.’

Meanwhile, Caspian made a strange expression and trembled.

“Are you two really biological siblings?”

His attitude showed disbelief.

“Huh?”

I almost naturally said no honestly.

Leonhardt was also biting his lower lip tightly, seeming quite upset about being treated as my sibling.

Though it didn’t fit the situation, I felt like laughing a little.

‘Still, we were once married, so being called siblings is a bit…’

I often said I thought of Leonhardt like a younger brother, but it would be troublesome if he were actually my brother.

Our gazes crossed in the air for a few seconds before scattering.

Then I changed the subject in as natural a tone as possible.

“Would you like some juice before you go?”

I was too young to play hostess properly, but I couldn’t not offer hospitality to a guest.

‘I should at least pretend.’

Caspian belatedly showed proper manners and accepted.

“Oh, thank you. And sorry. For saying something weird.”

He seemed newly embarrassed about applying his relationship with his own siblings to Leonhardt and my relationship and showing such a strong reaction.

‘At 12, he’d be right in the middle of bickering with his siblings.’

And we weren’t really biological siblings either.

I graciously accepted Caspian’s apology.

When we settled in the small drawing room, Anna brought orange madeleines and cold herbal tea.

Caspian, who had been eagerly nibbling on the madeleines as if they suited his taste, suddenly startled as if remembering something important.

After quickly brushing off the madeleine crumbs from his mouth, Caspian took out an invitation and handed it to Leonhardt and me.

Then he spoke in a tone that was clearly memorized.

“…invites you to Windermere. Please come and grace the occasion with your presence.”

It was a formal dinner invitation for the entire Norken Viscount’s family.

‘That’s a bit troublesome…’

We had never intended to reveal our identities to Caspian in the first place.

We had even borrowed different identities to remain as a temporary connection that would fade from memory in a few years.

After a brief conversation with Leonhardt through eye contact alone, I spoke in a gentle tone.

“We’re truly happy about the invitation, but… it might be a bit difficult. Our parents are so busy these days that they had to suddenly cancel a family trip they’d planned a year in advance.”

After an awkward smile, I added a brief reason.

“And what we did wasn’t really anything special…”

When I spoke humbly, Caspian denied my words in a rather firm tone.

“My mother said that if it weren’t for you two, our entire family would have been caught in the landslide and been in big trouble.”

In the first round, that had actually happened.

Caspian shuddered lightly as if the mere thought was frightening, then added.

“You saved all of us.”

…That’s true though.

A sense of pride washed over me at the thought that we had changed one family’s fate, but then I suddenly felt strange.

To think I was having such a friendly conversation with that Windermere heir.

Still, experiencing it firsthand, I could see that in the first round he must have gone astray after losing his family.

‘Well, even in the first round, this kid was ambiguously bad.’

Even though he took bribes using his abilities as leverage and committed fraud backed by the Prince’s power, he had never harmed anyone.

‘Maybe he’s the kind of bad guy who can be reformed?’

I looked Caspian over as if grading him.

“Why all of a sudden? Did I get something on me?”

Caspian asked with a dumb expression, then brushed his mouth more carefully.

“Yeah, a little more to the left.”

His appearance, just like a typical 12-year-old, made my heart lean to one side.

Though it was nothing compared to what Caspian went through, I knew a little about how much mental anguish could devastate a person.

‘In the first round, I planned to make him pay for his misdeeds by taking away his chance to become a spirit mage, but…’

It seemed like it might be good to give him a chance at least once.

We already had experience helping one high-level spirit mage awaken.

‘During the great drought in the south, it would be better to have two spirit mages.’

Since all of Windermere was favorable toward us, we wouldn’t have to worry about him going to the Prince after awakening…

Having made up my mind, I shared my portion of orange madeleines with Caspian.

Caspian, who had already finished his portion and was sipping herbal tea, gladly accepted the orange madeleines after a brief show of declining.

Leonhardt, who knew well that I was serious about desserts that were rationed because they would rot teeth, looked at me with a puzzled expression.

At times like this, I really felt that Leonhardt was younger than me.

‘Alright, I’ll give you some too.’

I yielded the last orange madeleine to Leonhardt.

With Izolb fully recovered and no more rain falling, Caspian was enjoying a proper vacation.

Together with the siblings from the Norken Viscount’s family.

“Here, this is a gift.”

Miela gave him a gift again today.

Yesterday it had been a small ornament made of stone, but today it was a porcelain vase.

“Oh, th-thank you. I’ll display it in my bedroom when I get home.”

Caspian, satisfied with my answer as I smiled brightly at him, offered another word of thanks and felt embarrassed.

Even though it was his own family who had received help and Miela held a higher social position, Miela acted like someone who wanted to become friends with him.

Every morning, she would give him a gift she had prepared.

“Caspian, do you want to go to the sandy beach together today too?”

In the afternoons, she would come looking for him to play together.

“Are we doing sand baths again?”

“No, today we’re going to build sandcastles.”

Though she did seem completely obsessed with sand baths and building sandcastles.

In any case, it was clear that Miela was showing interest in him.

Though she was the same age as his younger sister Izolb, Miela had something mysteriously mature about her.

‘She’s elegant and knows a lot too.’

Are all kids from the Capital like that?

‘Probably not.’

Not all kids from the Capital could be as cute, smart, and elegant as Miela.

Caspian nodded to himself, satisfied with his logic.

Then there must be many people in the Capital who want to be friends with Miela, so why is she acting this way toward me?

Another question quickly arose.

But Caspian flinched at a sudden thought.

‘Could it be that she likes me?’

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